I dreamt about going to the ‘land of lefts’. A goofy foots paradise surrounded by tropical beauty. Our mission eight months ago when we arrived in Australia, was to make money and travel to Indonesia. After working hard, saving our pennies, while enjoying Aussie culture, we found ourselves packing our bags and getting ready to embark on the next journey. A journey that we were ready for.
Andrew we miss you |
final days in Oz After arriving in Denpasar, Bali we quickly adapted to the heat, the crowds of people and the bartering for everything. We were surprised that after a decade plus of tourism that Indonesia has been exposed to, the cost of traveling and living has not significantly increased. Accommodation is very affordable. Of course, this is subject to the quality and comfort you desire and the size of your wallet. Cheap as chips, you can stay for $3 a night; but be aware of the moldy walls, poorly functioning toilets - and don’t even think about looking under the sheets. On the other hand, there maybe a pool; and one thing I have learnt is that pools in a humid tropical city become your best friends. For a more comfortable and clean room, plan on spending $7 to $10 a night - still inexpensive. Indo food is so yummy! By the way, giblets is what I called cheap roadside local food. Chapin and I lived on giblets. Whenever we arrived in a new town the first thing we would do is source out the best giblet lady. Giblets were a variety of mixed vegetable dishes, tofu and tempeh prepared in different sauces, meat of some kind, tons of eggs, noodles, and always served with rice. This would cost us about $1 for a heaping plate. Beer, on the other hand, was not that inexpensive. Just under a litre of Bingtang, the local beer, costs $3. This adds up. I can honestly say it is probably where most of our money went. But who really cares when you’re on vacation because beer is a most have. |
To go back and explain the beginning statement when I mentioned a “land of lefts”. I am speaking about the waves. I have only ever seen such perfect, beautiful waves in videos but never experienced them firsthand. From the crystal clear turquoise coloured ocean, the live coral reef, the bathtub temperature water to the perfect shape and consistency of each set and each wave that rolls in, makes it a paradise to any surfer. This is what I had seen in videos and got to experience first hand. It definitely lived up to my expectations. It is amazing how quickly your skills advance with perfect, predictable waves.
typical Indo food "Nasi Goreng" |
Indonesian cultural is a blend of Hindu and Muslim. As far as third world goes, I did not see much poverty. There was little or no begging. I found the people to be friendly and helpful. We meet genuine people and felt welcomed in most homes. Our experiences, of course, were based on the areas that we travelled in, a small section of Indonesia.
Time is a crazy thing. It has been eight months since we were last home. In those eight months we have travelled to new places, meet new people, experienced new cultures, ate and drank in abundance, leaned about ourselves and the importance of support, patience, and friendship. After an amazing eight months of sun, surf and living the dream it had to come to an end. I never like to think of an end in a negative light but as a new beginning of growth and opportunity. Chapin and I parted ways. Chapin headed back to California to reconnect with his family and friends, while I returned to BC to educate myself in business management and the fundamental principals of starting a business.
cutest kids |
coping chapin's stilo |
A new chapter begins for the both of us. We will take what we have learned and apply it to our lives ahead. We both have future goals in Nicaragua. My next three months in BC will be spent learning, planning and moving towards my goals. Hence, I am changing the focus of the blog. Thank you to all Chindia followers. As Chindia adventures has come to an end, a new beginning for indiaadventures launches. I will continue to write about my time spent in the Pacific Northwest and the progress towards a business. It will be new, fresh and exiting. Stay tuned.
there is a baby in that sack her name is Sabrina |
Me and Biggie |
Singing out one last time
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